Sotto Voice

Thought about calling

But I told myself,

tomorrow.

Little lies we tell ourselves

To make it through

Thoughts I’ve had

Places I’ve been

Conversations in my head

Beneath my breath

Quietly looking at a sunset somewhere

Or a new sun rising

The moon shape shifts through another month of black velvet curtains

Opening

Closing

It’ll go away again

Eventually

This yearning

And the world will keep turning

As it always does

*and there are phone calls that I should make but I get lost in a crash of overthinking; so the days spin out, weaving walls between family members that become too difficult, too awkward to crawl over.

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15 thoughts on “Sotto Voice

  1. Oh I love this Kate!
    As for me the phone rings often and I talk… sigh.. lol. but there are so many i do want to talk to but time is finite. 💖💖💖

  2. I understand this so very much, Kate. I love how you can capture in words what so many of us can understand. Xoxo 💛🤗

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